With a call, the military officers responded with each other, showing the spirit of Fukang'an, the world leader meeting. Please search (&￥) to read the most complete novel!

You should know that the military officers who worked in front of Fukang'an were at least sixth-year-olds, with several registered generals and actual generals. After they were sent out, they were all the officials of a provincial official, but they were willing to take charge of these traits for Fukang'an.

If we show that the bad habits of the civil and nobles of the modern times were to uphold the evil politics of the Song Dynasty. In the officialdom of the Qing Dynasty, civil officials and military officials were restricted by each other, it seemed that it was probably a little better than the previous Ming Dynasty. But after all, in the system structure of the Qing court, the Eight Banners relatives and nobles were the foundation of the country, whether it was civil officials or military officials, they always lived under the noble officials of the bannermen. This is the root cause of the seemingly equality between civil officials and military officials in the officialdom.

The civil officials in the former Ming Dynasty could be at peace. The position of the cabinet master was not as famous as the prime minister, but the reality was as prime minister. It was natural that the civil servants and nobles were noble and inferior to the military. Now that everyone is working under the master of the Eight Banners, no one is more noble than anyone else.

After a few sapphires and lapis lazuli, a few figures walked slowly.

The leader was a Taoist monk. The Taoist man was sixty years old and seventy years old, with a dark face, with a bun on his head, a snail on his forehead, and a patchwork robes made of variegated cloth heads, black and red, and blue and green.

This outfit makes people feel a bit less popular, and it looks like a Taoist You Fang who is holding a hand-carved brown fan in a downtown city and selling medicine with gourds hanging on it.

The monk looked older, with long eyebrows as silver, white beards hanging down his chest, and held a boxwood stick in his hand. The head of the stick had never been covered with tin rings, and even the wood twigs were kept as they were, with only a layer of varnish on the wood, but it showed a more noble temperament.

Following this monk, an old man in his early sixties, with a spring face and a smile on his face to greet everyone. There were more than a hundred heads of various sects on the field, most of whom were fighting to greet him. Some were calling "Mr. Tang", and some called "Haven Tang". Only the senior leaders of those sects had to call him "Brother Gan Lin".

Liu Hezhen looked at the old man and said, "It turns out that he is the head of the Sancai Sword. Tang Pei, a famous hero in the Northern Wushu world, has arrived. This hero Tang was once a few characters in the world, nicknamed "Seven Provinces Hui Ganlin". He is really a person like timely rain."

Wei Ye picked up a grape with "black jade beads" and ate it. He shook his head and said, "The old leader Liu said this wrong. In time, Song Jiang, who always thinks about currying favor with a person like the official, can he compare with a hero like Chief Tang? Look at him greetings all the way, which faction has not been helped by him, and he has never heard of him taking poisoned wine to his brothers and friends like Song Jiang."

Liu He really heard this and couldn't help but smile and said, "President Wei has made a very good comment, but I take Daxia Tang underestimated him."

Tang Pei came to visit along the table and table. He had just greeted the head of the Monkey Fist Great Sect and the head of the Xiyue Huaquan Sect, and walked towards Wei Ye's table. Before the person arrived, he greeted me: "Isn't that Liu Hezhen, the head of Wei Tuo's two cranes? Teacher Liu was famous in the Southern Wulin back then, but he was too modest and refused to interact with me, a vulgar. Today, since I met me, Teacher Liu should not fly into the clouds like a crane. He always gave me a face and lingered for a few more days."

Tang Pei said, "Come on friendship and face," which was really unique. He said it funny. Even Liu Hezhen felt that there was something bright on his face and said with a smile, "How dare you?"

Tang Pei then bowed to Wei Ye and said, "Is this Zhuguanzi Taoist Master who has been famous in the world recently? I have heard that the Taoist sword technique is high and has the power of unpredictable ghosts and gods. Tang thought he was a senior and famous person who had not left the mountain for a long time. He didn't expect that he was so young, which really made Tang feel ashamed of himself!"

Wei Ye nodded and replied lightly: "It's just a little country thing, and I can't be praised by Chief Tang. Besides, Wei's reputation is somewhat offensive to Chief Tang. You are known as "Seven Provinces Hui Ganlin", and Wei is known as "Seven Provinces Tu Lulin", so you don't need to have a deep friendship."

Listening to Wei Ye's words, even if Tang Pei was well-educated, his expression froze, and then he said with a haha: "The Taoist Master is so funny." Then he walked towards the third tiger-skinned master chair.

At this time, some of the heads of small sects had sent their disciples to kowtow to Tang Pei to pay their respects. Tang Pei smiled and sat upright on the chair of the tiger skin master. While receiving their gifts, he ordered the disciples who were accompanying him to send down red envelopes containing silver notes one by one.

It looks like a rich man is calling out a beggar who is singing the lotus flowers to celebrate the good fortune.

The Taoist and the old monk were sitting silently with their eyes closed, ignoring the turmoil here.

The heads of these three great sects sat down, but the fourth sect chair was always empty.

Even the military officers who were welcoming guests were surprised and ran around. Finally, the coral-headed military officer stood up and said, "All heroes and heroes in the world, this time, when the summoned by General Fu to come to Beijing to greet me, it is another major event for the Qing Dynasty to promote peace and prosperity. I will respect you first on behalf of General Fu, please!"

As he said, around him, slaves from the General Mansion walked out holding silver pots and poured a glass of wine for the heads of various sects. Most of the heads of the small sects stood up and held the glasses with both hands. The heads of the main sects had to raise the glasses to follow the crowd.

Only the Taoist and Buddhist leaders on the seat are mostly monks, but they never raise their glasses, but they only mostly give their rituals and answer.

Only on Wei Ye's table, Liu Hezhen was always a kind-hearted person, lowering his head as if studying the pattern of the wine glass. Hu Fei threw away the silver cup without using it, but snatched the wine pot of the bartender, poured a large bowl himself, and drank it himself.

Wei Ye was too lazy to even pay attention to it, but he advised Cheng Lingsu: "The golden energy is the most abundant in autumn, and Lingmei should use more fresh fruits to nourish it. It is important to know that medicine and food are not divided. If you are a doctor, you should pay more attention to your body."

But his table was closest to the military officer. Even though the military officer looked unhappy, many of the leaders of the Northern Wulin around him were glaring at him. At this table, the men, women, and young and old all thought that they were not aware of it.

The military officer had to pretend not to see the table and continued, "Today, several leaders of major sects in the martial arts world also came to the meeting. It is really rare to see it. I will introduce it to you."

After saying that, he first introduced the old monk with the white-browed and the black-faced Taoist, one was the abbot of Shaoshishan Shaolin Temple, and the other was Wuqingzi, the master of Taihe Palace in Wudang Mountain.

The incense of Shaolin Temple is booming. There are dozens of Shaolin outer sects that have been spread since the Tang and Song dynasties, and Wei Tuo Sect is no exception. Liu Hezhen still respects this great wisdom abbot of Shaolin Temple. However, there was a civil storm in the Wudang Sect that year. Zhang Zhaozhong, the first master of Wudang, killed the head of Wudang. To this day, he still has no leader. No one has ever heard of Wu Qingzi. Wu Qingzi was talking on a Hubei divine voice, and his voice was sharp. Most of the heads present could not understand what he was saying.

After he introduced Tang Pei, the head of the Sancai Sword, he carefully said: "Now Japan should introduce the heads of the four major sects in the world. The fourth one is our Manchurian hero, the leader of the cavalry camp in the Yellow Banner, and the head of the Black Dragon Sect in Liaodong. However, Lord Hai has always served for the imperial court in Liaodong, but it was a bit late. Therefore, the fourth seat is left to be kept and wait for Lord Hai to come to Beijing before talking about it."

The heads of all sects are smart people, and they all thought to themselves: "If there are no Manzhou Banners in the world, the government will be too ugly. There will never be anyone snatching this position."

Everyone was almost thinking this way, but at this time, they heard the guards outside sing again: "The leader of the Murong Gang arrived!"

With this sound, another sound of singing voice sounded:

"The leader of the Kowloon Sect is here!"

"The Eight Immortals Sword Blue is here!"

"The Seven-Star Knife Master Li is here!"

"The Six Beast Sect Master Yang is here!"

"The Five Elements Fist Master Cui is here!"

"He is here by Sixiangzhuang!"

The series of roll titles are as neatly arranged as numbers, accompanied by a loud voice and laughed: "Brothers have reported the error, and the error is reported. It is the masters of the Jiulong Hall, Eight Immortal Hall, Seven Star Hall, Six Beast Hall, Five Element Hall, and Four Election Hall of the Four Election Hall of the Money Gang, and they are here with me, Murong Ke!"

After these words were said, the heads of the audience looked at each other side.

The military officer in charge was stunned when he heard this, but he saw that Murong Tu was still dressed in a rosy crown and a black crane cloak. Behind him, a large group of original heads of the small sect, and now the head of the Jin Money Gang came in.

Murong Gu bowed to the surroundings and then said with a smile: "Although these teachers are now under my money gang, everyone has received posts from Fu Dashang before. Fu Dashang appreciates his face. How can we, the hard-working figures in the world, not hold on to the burden? So, as we all decided to come to Fu Dashang's world leader meeting together!"

Fu Kang'an has put all his thoughts into organizing this world leader conference, and the arrangements are also thorough.

However, who knew that today's conference was held, and countless missed ones were stabbed in a blink of an eye.

The head of the Heilongmen of Liaodong, Hai Lanbi, who has the yellow flag, has not been to Beijing until now, has caught people off guard. However, after receiving Fu Kang'an's post, many sects in the Southern Wulin became branches of the Money Gang, which is even more unexpected.

Even the military officer who gave the verbal words could not help but be stunned.

Murong Gu nodded to the military officer, then walked towards the empty position of Hai Lanbi.

The man finally curled up with a military officer with two top dresses. He was shocked and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Master Murong, wait! This position belongs to Lord Hailan Bihai, the hero of our Manchus. He is the head of the Heilongmen of Liaodong and the first-class hero in our Manchus. Although the Money Gang of Murong, he shouldn't have robbed our Manchus heroes, right?"

At the end of this, it was already a little threat.

However, Murong Tu just kicked his eyes and sneered: "The position of Manchurian hero? Just the one with the yellow flag inlaid Hai Lanbi? Ahhh!"

With this "pah", he immediately spat on the military officer's face, and Murong Gu snorted coldly: "What is Hai Lanbi? What is his Manchu surname? Did his ancestors attack the lord? Have you ever entered the 8th minute? If it were a cavalry commander with three or four cats, Yunqigu, get out as soon as possible! Before I became a monk, I had a serious yellow belt! The people of the Aisin Jueluo family can't take the position of this Manchu hero?"

When this sentence was said, everyone was shocked!

However, in this world, the one who is determined to rebel against the Qing Dynasty for his life is the Honghua Society. More people heard that the leader of the Jin Money Gang was a royal family member who could hear that, and they must be the one who was ranked first, but they might be the prince and the prince of the Beile family. None of these people could sit in the position of the head of the sect, and none of them were fools, and they immediately looked at Murong Mu with different eyes.

Wei Ye looked at Murong Gu, then looked at the former heads behind him who seemed to be full of honor and honor. The current hall master, who was shocked, immediately understood, and then connected to the seemingly generous "descendants of Aisin Jueluo family" Xinzi:

"The skin of the Aisin Gioro family's close branch was chosen by you as soon as you arrived, right? The Jianghu forces, except for the strange things like the Red Flower Society, are unwilling to do anti-Qing business anymore, but they are very interested in making a future success with a prince around a folk prince! Especially in this time and space, Emperor Qianlong was originally the Han blood brought out by Yongzheng from the Chen family in Haining! You have grasped this and replaced Qianlong in one fell swoop and played the trick of restoring the Tian family's legitimate lineage!"

"I guessed it well, my brains were fast enough. I thought someone was just a fool who was addicted to magic. It seems that he underestimated you. Yes, Fukang'an's World Leaders' Conference is the stage for me to build momentum! Once the news that Qianlong was the eldest son of the Chen family in Haining came out, the Eight Banners and nobles were shaken, and it was no problem to have a Xuanwu Gate Incident. This is also the easiest way to accept the central regime, let alone..."

"What's more," what happened later. Wei Ye was too lazy to listen anymore, so he unilaterally cut off the call. Then he slapped the table and shouted: "Master Murong Gang, wait!"
Chapter completed!